"You have always enjoyed travelling."
"Well, I enjoy it no more. I am tired, I am old, I will stay at home."
"I implore you, let us go away, far from here."
"But why do you want to go away?"
"Listen. Don't ask me. Say yes."
"Why do you want to go away, Anna?"
"Because, I want to go. Do me the favour."
"Is my lady flying from some danger that threatens her virtue? From some unhappy love?"
"There's something more than my virtue in danger. I am flying from an unhappy love, Cesare," she said gravely, shutting her eyes.